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I can tell you what I've done been through (been through)
Now I done made my way back in the coupe
I ain't tryna make it back in the news
I remember when the water bill was due
So fucked up, I'm sippin' water with the juice
In the trenches, I was taught to kill and shoot
I just want a lot of water, on my wrist, in the coupe
Banana clips, I got a .40 on my hip, came with the zoo
I was taught to get the money, so I started skippin' school

Took losses in my trenches, I can't cry no more
All this pain inside my body, I can't hide no more (uh, uh)
Fucked up in my mind, a nigga been poppin' Percocets
I've been sippin' on this syrup, I ain't tryna hear the stress
A lot of people pull me a lot of ways
Why you runnin' after my dollars, bae?
Wanna hop inside the rocket, away
Tryna get these people out of my face
You ain't even tryna know me, you just want my bag, lil' nigga
I grew up in the trenches with gorillas
Niggas know that I'm really from the ghetto
I told shorty, "Get off me," she tried to cross me
Told that bitch she lost me, lot of these niggas be salty
Bitch, that don't involve me

I can tell you what I've done been through (been through)
Now I done made my way back in the coupe
I ain't tryna make it back in the news
I remember when the water bill was due
So fucked up, I'm sippin' water with the juice
In the trenches, I was taught to kill and shoot
I just want a lot of water, on my wrist, in the coupe
Banana clips, I got a .40 on my hip, came with the zoo
I was taught to get the money, so I started skippin' school

Every Halloween, me and my zombie leave blood on the floor
I'm a zombie on Earth, I'm a Zoe, I be on overseas hoes
They never know what they worth, I left a ghost on the curb
In the projects, I'm Malcolm X and I'm froze
Keep a few shooters at my shows, some with me, some out the door
Back part face in the Rolls
They outside, then I ride with big old five
Just incase we gotta blow somethin' up, then slide
Stay off the radar, but I'm on that grind
They found him later and marked it suicide
I'm robbin' these out of town niggas, one thing, for sure
If they don't die, they leavin' Miami dead broke

I can tell you what I've done been through (been through)
Now I done made my way back in the coupe
I ain't tryna make it back in the news
I remember when the water bill was due
So fucked up, I'm sippin' water with the juice
In the trenches, I was taught to kill and shoot
I just want a lot of water, on my wrist, in the coupe
Banana clips, I got a .40 on my hip, came with the zoo
I was taught to get the money, so I started skippin' school